<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940</id><updated>2011-08-09T10:54:48.237-04:00</updated><category term='cancer'/><category term='PowerPort'/><category term='echo'/><category term='compression bra'/><category term='intro'/><title type='text'>Bob &amp; I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-6982201304805247068</id><published>2010-10-24T19:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:47:21.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time passes by....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TMTJRxMt3pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4sjHegfPHV8/s1600/we-will-meet-again.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531767549419445906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TMTJRxMt3pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4sjHegfPHV8/s400/we-will-meet-again.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TMTI_g7lHnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/iQQHtToOLLE/s1600/we-will-meet-again.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall is my &lt;a href="http://www.myfavoriteword.com/"&gt;favorite&lt;/a&gt; season. I like the cold after all the heat of summer. I like wearing socks and warm jammie pants. I like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zu15Ou-jKM0"&gt;stomping&lt;/a&gt; around in crunchy leaves. I love the warm Autumn colors against a &lt;a href="http://www.clipartof.com/details/clipart/13931.html"&gt;bright blue sky&lt;/a&gt;. I like&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Damp_(disambiguation)"&gt; damp &lt;/a&gt;clothes because it &lt;a href="http://journalbuddies.com/journaling/journal_prompts/51-exciting-journal-writing-topics-for-girls-boys/"&gt;feels&lt;/a&gt; so good to get &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Out-There/131200179269"&gt;out &lt;/a&gt;of them. I like down &lt;a href="http://www.quiltsforkids.org/"&gt;comforters&lt;/a&gt; and monkey slippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.history.com/topics/halloween"&gt;Halloween&lt;/a&gt; and all the spooky stuff that goes with it. I love &lt;a href="http://www.fomh.org/"&gt;cemeteries&lt;/a&gt; and fun-size candy. I like believing in magic and ghosts and &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/impossible/impossible-things-to-do-0810"&gt;impossible things&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-6982201304805247068?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/6982201304805247068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=6982201304805247068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6982201304805247068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6982201304805247068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-passes-by.html' title='Time passes by....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TMTJRxMt3pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4sjHegfPHV8/s72-c/we-will-meet-again.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-1616482589819052086</id><published>2010-10-20T22:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:41:28.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Lisa - she's a Task Master that's for sure... ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TL-oI0_PPJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4JURfBjdmKM/s1600/falltree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530323737050561682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TL-oI0_PPJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4JURfBjdmKM/s200/falltree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reminded to update so here I am... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seem to be very internal lately. I have updated this blog a million times in my head and I've set a status on Facebook and maybe even tweeted a few times (but not too many because I'm wayyyy to wordy for twitter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I keep thinking of witty things to say but they haven't been getting past my brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I'll have to work on that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-1616482589819052086?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/1616482589819052086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=1616482589819052086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1616482589819052086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1616482589819052086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-lisa-shes-task-master-thats-for.html' title='That Lisa - she&apos;s a Task Master that&apos;s for sure... ;)'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TL-oI0_PPJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4JURfBjdmKM/s72-c/falltree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-8365999282736101291</id><published>2010-10-08T21:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T23:08:31.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>Look what I found.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/food/slow-cooking-surprises-10-warm-gooey-wonderful-desserts-in-a-pot-2397634/"&gt;Slow Cooker Desserts!&lt;/a&gt;   Berry Cobbler sounds yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;a href="http://thecurvycarrot.com/2010/09/20/candy-corn-cupcakes/"&gt;Candy Corn Cupcakes &lt;/a&gt;are too cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this thing for &lt;a href="http://www.kraftrecipes.com/recipes/spider-web-brownie-pizza-53873.aspx"&gt;spider webs&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crochet.about.com/library/weekly/aaglowskull.htm"&gt;Crochet skulls&lt;/a&gt; - so cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suite101.com/content/make-primitive-halloween-mummy-decorations-a159532"&gt;Primitive Halloween Mummies&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone make me some of these &lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/id/Ninjabread-Men-Cutters/"&gt;Ninjabread Men cookie cutters&lt;/a&gt;? I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.calorieconnect.com/"&gt;calorie counter&lt;/a&gt;??? Seriously - I put a calorie counter on here..... IT DOES NOT HAVE BACON ON IT!!!! Amazing right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-8365999282736101291?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/8365999282736101291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=8365999282736101291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8365999282736101291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8365999282736101291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2010/10/mmmmmmmmm.html' title='Mmmmmmmmm'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-1938046444996162395</id><published>2010-10-07T21:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T21:42:21.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>october7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/5060817193/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4088/5060817193_321c513fcf_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/5060817193/"&gt;october7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm trying to get my Halloween groove on. I have some vacation coming and my hope is to fully immerse myself in creative projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows maybe I'll even complete some of them... ;)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-1938046444996162395?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/1938046444996162395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=1938046444996162395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1938046444996162395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1938046444996162395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2010/10/october7.html' title='october7'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4088/5060817193_321c513fcf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-6451048236092223707</id><published>2010-10-05T20:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:35:24.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well hello there.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TKvEIPpd-7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/MYuqImhAwu4/s1600/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524725013818506162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TKvEIPpd-7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/MYuqImhAwu4/s200/IMG_0702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew it has been a while since I've been on here. I was suprised I was able to remember my password. I guess I'm going to need to update this a bit more often. Thanks Lisa and Susan for reminding me there's more out there than Frontierville.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to explore.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-6451048236092223707?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/6451048236092223707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=6451048236092223707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6451048236092223707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6451048236092223707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2010/10/well-hello-there.html' title='Well hello there.....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/TKvEIPpd-7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/MYuqImhAwu4/s72-c/IMG_0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-9174647629311407365</id><published>2009-06-24T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:38:11.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you gotta squint one eye.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SkLUIGy8gqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/swgu-LbdicA/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072542997906082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SkLUIGy8gqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/swgu-LbdicA/s200/rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you look closely --- there's a rainbow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some one said to me the other day that I was having a lucky day. I said everyday was lucky and I actually meant it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-9174647629311407365?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/9174647629311407365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=9174647629311407365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9174647629311407365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9174647629311407365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-you-gotta-squint-one-eye.html' title='Sometimes you gotta squint one eye.....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SkLUIGy8gqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/swgu-LbdicA/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-306130396959531739</id><published>2009-04-03T18:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:54:33.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it.....I really really did!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SdaTa85ljoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KyMsHTJVwrc/s1600-h/bird_necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320602101018365570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SdaTa85ljoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KyMsHTJVwrc/s200/bird_necklace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made this in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jewelry&lt;/span&gt; Making Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord is it heavy..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-306130396959531739?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/306130396959531739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=306130396959531739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/306130396959531739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/306130396959531739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-made-iti-really-really-did.html' title='I made it.....I really really did!'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SdaTa85ljoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KyMsHTJVwrc/s72-c/bird_necklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-228270596753899561</id><published>2009-03-23T19:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:01:09.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What the????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScgiW2AyDII/AAAAAAAAAHk/mY748iQItjk/s1600-h/0903monkey_puppeta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316537135962131586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScgiW2AyDII/AAAAAAAAAHk/mY748iQItjk/s200/0903monkey_puppeta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScghdAPLWgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BsN1Iz5Tdbc/s1600-h/0903monkey_puppet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316536142274451970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScghdAPLWgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BsN1Iz5Tdbc/s200/0903monkey_puppet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little honey was made for our good friend Susan. I had previously made the basic puppet but as usual never went any farther. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voila! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only did Lisa "encourage" me to finish something - she also talked me into using things I hadn't used previously.  It was like a 2 for 1 special. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-228270596753899561?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/228270596753899561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=228270596753899561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/228270596753899561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/228270596753899561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i.html' title='What the????'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScgiW2AyDII/AAAAAAAAAHk/mY748iQItjk/s72-c/0903monkey_puppeta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-5557641958528335675</id><published>2009-03-22T21:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:21:05.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacon is</title><content type='html'>Jesus' way of saying he loves us.&lt;br /&gt;(Direct quote from somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/everythingsbetterwithbacon/pool/"&gt;Bacon&lt;/a&gt; pool on Flickr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bacon"&gt;Bacon&lt;/a&gt; on Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mahalo.com/How_to_Make_Perfect_Bacon"&gt;How to make perfect bacon according to Mahalo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homecooking.about.com/od/foodhistory/a/baconhistory.htm"&gt;Bacon History from About.Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bacontalk.com/?gclid=COn11_D6t5kCFQwNGgod62EG6w"&gt;Bacon Lover's Talk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://baconnation.ning.com/"&gt;Bacon Nation on Ning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=21746652"&gt;Bacon bracelet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcphee.com/items/11814.html"&gt;I love Mr. Bacon&lt;/a&gt; and I bet he'll kick Monsieur Tofu's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so lonely any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note - check these out.  &lt;a href="http://www.squirrelunderpants.com/"&gt;For Squirrels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-5557641958528335675?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/5557641958528335675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=5557641958528335675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5557641958528335675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5557641958528335675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/03/bacon-is.html' title='Bacon is'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-4257965111795486949</id><published>2009-03-22T20:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:52:42.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Du with my YUDU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScbdTWWg1cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OT27JO9yLUc/s1600-h/889theville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316179734644708802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScbdTWWg1cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OT27JO9yLUc/s200/889theville.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My latest creation with the YUDU. I was hoping the white would be more whiter. I used quite a bit of ink but maybe I needed to use more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's for my rug rat and his "gang".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama's so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-4257965111795486949?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/4257965111795486949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=4257965111795486949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/4257965111795486949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/4257965111795486949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-du-with-my-yudu.html' title='I Du with my YUDU'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/ScbdTWWg1cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OT27JO9yLUc/s72-c/889theville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-4505171616853719982</id><published>2009-03-15T18:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:42:02.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Causes Vivid Dreams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='width: 300px; max-height: 234px; padding: 8px; margin: 0 auto auto 2px; overflow-y: auto;'&gt;&lt;div style='float: right; width: 113px; height: 100px; padding: 0; margin: 0;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.share-server.com/view/content/808c07ac-11b2-11de-79b5-c75400000000'&gt;&lt;img src='http://share-server.com/view/post/808c07ac-11b2-11de-79b5-c75400000000'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='font: 12px Tahoma; color: #2f2f2f; padding: 0; margin: 0 123px 0 0;'&gt;Recently, I went through a period of having nightly dreams that were so vivid and frightening that I would wake up in a battle stance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='font: 11px Tahoma;padding: 0; margin: 8px 0;'&gt;&lt;a style='color: #005cff;' href='http://www.share-server.com/view/content/808c07ac-11b2-11de-79b5-c75400000000'&gt;View &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-4505171616853719982?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/4505171616853719982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=4505171616853719982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/4505171616853719982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/4505171616853719982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-causes-vivid-dreams.html' title='What Causes Vivid Dreams?'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-8069205378041616949</id><published>2009-03-11T23:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:18:40.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3347652713/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3347652713_171370986a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3347652713/"&gt;marchhair.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As of today - I can stretch my hair to about 1 inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-8069205378041616949?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/8069205378041616949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=8069205378041616949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8069205378041616949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8069205378041616949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair-update.html' title='Hair update'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3347652713_171370986a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-471113615456273290</id><published>2009-03-11T23:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:17:31.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Donna made dinner....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3348467016/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3348467016_d5d671fe64_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3348467016/"&gt;chickenandbiscuits.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay it was a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-471113615456273290?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/471113615456273290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=471113615456273290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/471113615456273290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/471113615456273290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/03/donna-made-dinner.html' title='Donna made dinner....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3348467016_d5d671fe64_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-5760030149999778830</id><published>2009-03-01T00:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:29:13.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfing with Bob</title><content type='html'>I'm still tired and achy. This Friday will be 3 weeks and supposedly the infection should be cleared up. Let's hope so...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I spent my Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Really wishing I could &lt;a href="http://www.bugknits.com/garments.htm"&gt;knit&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking forward to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Revenge-Spellmans-Novel-Lisa-Lutz/dp/1416593381/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1224732081&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;March 10th&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Debating if I could really justify buying &lt;a href="http://dollmakersjourney.com/MR700.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frustrated myself because I could not get any &lt;a href="http://www.darfurisdying.com/"&gt;water&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tried to think of a reason I might need &lt;a href="http://americangreetings.evite.com/app/invitations/gallery/templates.do?isNew=true&amp;amp;src=AmGrt_gallerymain&amp;amp;navtype=news&amp;amp;c=ag34151"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lusted after &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/EARLY-1800-ALPHABET-CARDS-HAND-COLORED-AND-WONDERFUL_W0QQitemZ370163692801QQcmdZViewItemQQptZLH_DefaultDomain_0?hash=item370163692801&amp;amp;_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&amp;amp;_trkparms=72%3A1205%7C66%3A2%7C65%3A12%7C39%3A1%7C240%3A1318%7C301%3A0%7C293%3A1%7C294%3A50"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. It'd make a super special birthday gift...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thought how much fun &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/video/playerIndex?id=6972529"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; would be. I love her eyelashes. I don't know why the audio cuts out before the video ends. It's okay though because the reporter's voice is kind of annoying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why does hours of computer result in so little achievement. Note to self - must get a life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-5760030149999778830?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/5760030149999778830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=5760030149999778830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5760030149999778830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5760030149999778830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/03/surfing-with-bob.html' title='Surfing with Bob'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-9046873641745652187</id><published>2009-02-25T19:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:51:12.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond Dust and Champagne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3310545052/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3310545052_9c7e7ebda9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3310545052/"&gt;0225091944.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WooHoo. I bought and used my first hair product since last summer! The bottle says it has diamond dust and champagne in there so I knew it was a good one. I made it just a tad spikey. I think it made it look like there was more hair than there is.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get an offer from a barber to trim up my ends a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A barber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow eyeliner. I really need to get my girl on.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-9046873641745652187?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/9046873641745652187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=9046873641745652187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9046873641745652187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9046873641745652187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/02/diamond-dust-and-champagne.html' title='Diamond Dust and Champagne'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3310545052_9c7e7ebda9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-7448517734090896479</id><published>2009-02-22T17:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:32:45.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We went SHOPPING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3300982301/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3444/3300982301_1fd83885a9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3300982301/"&gt;FWD: Sandy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to Caledonia with my sister so she could check out the Gigglin Pig. We stopped at a few other antique stores and I discovered this little doll. Now I know what to do with all my faces. :) It wasn't the creepiest thing we saw out there though. One basement had a huge saw blade, a hatchet and a dark corner. Yikes. It was almost as scary as walking upstairs. I was almost seasick. The stairs are so tiny too. Did they just tiptoe around or did everyone have baby feet.? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to playing with YuDu. So far I've wasted 2 emulsion sheets and 1 adhesive sheet. I do have a better idea on how to use it though. I'm going to make an attempt at an actual project this time. Wish me luck....&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-7448517734090896479?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/7448517734090896479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=7448517734090896479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7448517734090896479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7448517734090896479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-went-shopping.html' title='We went SHOPPING!'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3444/3300982301_1fd83885a9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-7951528569958006783</id><published>2009-02-21T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:41:13.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My YuDu Adventures</title><content type='html'>Well.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a complete novice at screenprinting. It should come as no suprise then that I'm having a few issues with the YuDu. I got the whole printing onto the ink jet transfer no problem. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got stumped with the next part. I didn't read all the tips and tricks and just plowed forward. The first time I tried to burn an image into the emulsion it didn't really work. I didn't pay enough attention to that whole "make sure it's dry" thing. Boy that's really important. ;) My first attempt just sort of washed off and bubbled up. It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second attempt. I put it thru the dryer part 2x - just to make sure. I used the same transparency so I don't know if that's why it came out kind of funny. The parts of the transparency that I used a permanent marker on came off onto the emulsion.  I was pleased to see that a test box of info seemed to come out good. Some images that I tried to make contrasty didn't work too well. I think it's because they printed out too grey instead of black. Also parts looked a little burnt. Not really burnt but maybe overcooked a tad. I was able to wash  the screen off and with just a bit of touchup I should be able to make a test print. I'm going to wait until tomorrow. I want to be extra sure it's dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I need to rest Bob. Bob still has problems and I'm getting mighty sick of it. He even wakes me up in the middle of the night. One week of antibiotics down - 2 more to go...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-7951528569958006783?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/7951528569958006783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=7951528569958006783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7951528569958006783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7951528569958006783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-yudu-adventures.html' title='My YuDu Adventures'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-576707541450895776</id><published>2009-02-15T18:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:39:30.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it the hair?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3282320463/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/3282320463_71261d621b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3282320463/"&gt;frostycar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I admit to being a bit sensitive about my hair. I didn't think it would bother me so much but in a weird way it did. I think it had more to do with the way people related to me than anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to meet up with my friends Friday night anad when we were leaving I noticed someone wrote something in the frost on the back of my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'm being paranoid that I think someone got the wrong idea just because I was with 3 woman and someone wrote PENIS on my car? I'm wondering...........&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-576707541450895776?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/576707541450895776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=576707541450895776' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/576707541450895776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/576707541450895776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-it-hair.html' title='Is it the hair?????'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/3282320463_71261d621b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-807301679824842488</id><published>2009-02-11T19:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:13:00.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Issues</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought it was safe to put away the compression bra.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang Bob had to get all swelled up and fiesty. Bobs - can't live with them - can't live without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go for my follow-up mammogram on Bob on 2/23. If he keeps acting up it may not happen. I will be awfully bummed. I'm kinda gearing myself up for this appointment. One, because mammograms hurt me and I don't want to be hurt and Two, I'm kinda nervous that they might find something again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they do - Bob is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been warning him to buck up and act like a Bob should but I'm not sure he's hearing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get better Bob - get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-807301679824842488?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/807301679824842488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=807301679824842488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/807301679824842488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/807301679824842488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/02/bob-issues.html' title='Bob Issues'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-7501373348303737642</id><published>2009-02-08T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:33:22.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Susan - Go Susan</title><content type='html'>Susan I have been thinking of you all morning. Wondering just when you were taking that delightful little dip into Lake Ontario for the &lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=290387&amp;amp;lis=1&amp;amp;kntae290387=20A4FD5935344F6A8F61317369ADB696&amp;amp;supId=245528438"&gt;Polar Plunge&lt;/a&gt;. I know it's today but couldn't remember what time it started. Yikes it's sunny out there but the tempature is 32 degrees with some serious looking wind. Oooh be careful out there Missy. You're my little sunshine right now. I'm just picturing you as that creepy little lady on Poltergeist - Go into the light Carol Ann......... Obviously you don't look a thing like the creepy lady - it's the whole light thing. You know how you told me it's time to buck up etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying........ ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually jealous of my brother Dave who has lost a ton of weight. Well I haven't actually seen him since he lost the weight. But my sister has. I think I just found it and am keeping it handy for him. Anytime you want it back Dave is fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I joined a gym last December. We actually went to the gym the other day. We drove up to the parking lot - saw other people in there and decided to come back another day. Please note.... we WENT to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby steps okay....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-7501373348303737642?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/7501373348303737642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=7501373348303737642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7501373348303737642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7501373348303737642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-susan-go-susan.html' title='Go Susan - Go Susan'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-968312007217614782</id><published>2009-01-25T22:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:59:13.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr and Brrr</title><content type='html'>It's still cold out and I don't want to go any where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a hard time because it seems like more people are dying. I know that sounds strange but it just seems like I'm being touched by death more than can possibly be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding that I don't deal with death all that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from winter and snow and cold and dark days....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-968312007217614782?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/968312007217614782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=968312007217614782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/968312007217614782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/968312007217614782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/01/grrr-and-brrr.html' title='Grrr and Brrr'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-5773632041373169743</id><published>2009-01-23T17:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:57:16.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3221379958/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/3221379958_afc529210d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/3221379958/"&gt;0123091739.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm wearing my happy shoes. I'm hoping they work. My sister is taking me to the casino and right now I'm feeling anything but lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought these shoes for $15 after my feet swelled and I wanted to wear something other than flipflops to chemo. They have little rainbow stripes on them that are too cute for a 42 year old but just right for my inner brat. I thought I would have a ceremony and burn them to celebrate finishing chemo but it didn't quite turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on Happy Shoes.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-5773632041373169743?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/5773632041373169743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=5773632041373169743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5773632041373169743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5773632041373169743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-shoes.html' title='Happy Shoes'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/3221379958_afc529210d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-5647066696965759252</id><published>2009-01-19T22:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:48:29.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum.</title><content type='html'>Cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't made cookies in forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally feel like I am slowly taking back my life after giving it over to science these last 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figures it starts with cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm - I made Taco Dip too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really I've heard of vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think they should happen to other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-5647066696965759252?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/5647066696965759252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=5647066696965759252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5647066696965759252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5647066696965759252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/01/yum.html' title='Yum.'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-5073068292812369620</id><published>2009-01-17T22:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:55:09.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WINTER WEATHER ADVISORY</title><content type='html'>Well shut my mouth. I know I had been commenting on how winters seemed more wintery when I was young but this is getting out of control. I think I'm gonna really enjoy spring. I really really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-5073068292812369620?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/5073068292812369620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=5073068292812369620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5073068292812369620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5073068292812369620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-weather-advisory.html' title='WINTER WEATHER ADVISORY'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-3214202057096304757</id><published>2009-01-16T20:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:46:21.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have new jammies.....</title><content type='html'>and I'm not afraid to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had bought some new pajamas when I started radiation in case I got so tired I needed to lay around. I am now discovering it doesn't take much for me to hop into jammies and roll into bed. In fact walking thru the front door after work pretty much does the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it wasn't so friggin cold out there I just might have an easier time getting my butt out doing something. I have a gym membership that I haven't used yet. I don't really want a gym membership. I want some more new jammies. Maybe a new bathrobe too. It's like -10 out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college I wrote an Ode to my Bed. I'm gonna jump under my fuzzy blanket and work on it some more.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-3214202057096304757?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/3214202057096304757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=3214202057096304757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3214202057096304757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3214202057096304757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-new-jammies.html' title='I have new jammies.....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-4380320521485716557</id><published>2009-01-15T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:52:05.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a drink Abby!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My little g -the cutest little thing- got mad at his dog for trying to lick the drops of water off him after his bath. So he told her "I'm not a drink Abby!" I can picture his stern little face. Eyebrows crunched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my many life changes lately - I think I know the feeling. That feeling that other people are expecting things from you that maybe aren't really you. Sometimes I want to just yell "I'm not ____________!" but I'm too polite and too old and not half as cute as he is...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-4380320521485716557?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/4380320521485716557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=4380320521485716557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/4380320521485716557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/4380320521485716557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2009/01/i.html' title='I&apos;m not a drink Abby!!!!!!'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-1947263655184980471</id><published>2008-10-09T08:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:02:52.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Chemo Done, Done, Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id33"&gt;Tuesday was my final chemo day. I rang the bell and my sister read out the saying. I couldn't have done it without her help that's for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bitter sweet day. More to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-1947263655184980471?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/1947263655184980471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=1947263655184980471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1947263655184980471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1947263655184980471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-chemo-done-done-done.html' title='Final Chemo Done, Done, Done'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-9022494608825803846</id><published>2008-09-30T23:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:29:18.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, blah, blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id166"&gt;It's definately a blah kind of day. I'm not feeling too bad but mentally blah, blah, blah. It was raining and chilly today - made me want to just nap. I felt like I should be doing things though because I wasn't as nauseous. Oh well - I just do what I can. Right now the cat keeps waving her butt in front of me so I'm going to stop trying to use my computer. There's only so much a girl can handle.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-9022494608825803846?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/9022494608825803846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=9022494608825803846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9022494608825803846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9022494608825803846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah, blah, blah'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-6558126008914111395</id><published>2008-09-19T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:36:26.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer Girl still standing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2870868887/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3134/2870868887_04efd08a33_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2870868887/"&gt;Cancer_Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little g took this photo of me and bob. Just to let you know we are still here and hanging on. I'm sharing some pictures today.  I have to get a few more ready but that will have to wait until tomorrow. Chemo brain is rearing it's ugly head......&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-6558126008914111395?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/6558126008914111395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=6558126008914111395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6558126008914111395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6558126008914111395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/cancer-girl-still-standing.html' title='Cancer Girl still standing'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3134/2870868887_04efd08a33_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-628421655276562233</id><published>2008-09-19T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:33:56.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspectives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id8"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2870877697/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2870877697_2a07b0002d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2870877697/"&gt;little_g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've decided to try and change my perspective again. I've been focusing on feeling crappy and it's getting awfully boring. So This day is dedicated to things I'm grateful for (even if I feel too blechy to appreciate them fully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up is little_g. My great- nephew who doesn't seem to mind my hairlessness. He can't really talk anyway - I have more eyebrows than he does. He works his better though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-628421655276562233?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/628421655276562233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=628421655276562233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/628421655276562233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/628421655276562233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/perspectives.html' title='Perspectives'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2870877697_2a07b0002d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-8092553562392822531</id><published>2008-09-19T21:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:04:14.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For when I'm feeling French</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2871656582/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/2871656582_db8e478708_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2871656582/"&gt;William_model_01&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lisa and/or her Mom made me this lovely beret type hat. I had my sister's dog William model it because he looks much cuter than me. I'm not sure how comfortable I am with having too many images out there with my chemo look. Luckily William is a great model if only his sister Gracie could stay out of the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks pretty dapper to me. I'm not sure why he has that scared look. Bacardi (my dog) wasn't any where around.......&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-8092553562392822531?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/8092553562392822531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=8092553562392822531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8092553562392822531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8092553562392822531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-when-i-feeling-french.html' title='For when I&amp;#39;m feeling French'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/2871656582_db8e478708_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-1541433947331054289</id><published>2008-09-19T21:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:00:09.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matching Ascot - Yeah baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2871656868/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2871656868_5e56d155bc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2871656868/"&gt;William_model_02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Susan made this one. It's a tad bit snug - like a perfect fit snug. I haven't tried the matching ascot on though.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-1541433947331054289?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/1541433947331054289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=1541433947331054289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1541433947331054289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1541433947331054289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/matching-ascot-yeah-baby.html' title='Matching Ascot - Yeah baby!'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2871656868_5e56d155bc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-7852448211671516676</id><published>2008-09-19T20:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:58:26.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Red Chemo Hood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2871657194/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2871657194_3ceb6cbe7a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2871657194/"&gt;William_model_03&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Susan made this one. I like the red/white polka dot. It has 3 buttons in the front but Gracey stuck her head in the way. William looks awfully cute though. It does keep my neck warm also.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-7852448211671516676?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/7852448211671516676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=7852448211671516676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7852448211671516676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7852448211671516676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-red-chemo-hood.html' title='Little Red Chemo Hood'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2871657194_3ceb6cbe7a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-2971933408596240614</id><published>2008-09-19T20:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:56:14.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan's Mom made this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2870826091/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/2870826091_4804bb535f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2870826091/"&gt;William_model_04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I actually have worn this hat around the house. It kind of gives me the feeling of hair. The color is just a bit too, too.... something. ;)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-2971933408596240614?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/2971933408596240614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=2971933408596240614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/2971933408596240614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/2971933408596240614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/susan-mom-made-this.html' title='Susan&amp;#39;s Mom made this!'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/2870826091_4804bb535f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-2520219525577477741</id><published>2008-09-14T11:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:25:48.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck is going on with the heat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id38"&gt;It's 11:20 am and it's 81 degrees outside. I'm telling you I will start thinking conspiracy if the next time I have chemo it's warm out. It should be in the 70's - 60's even. Not this 81 and humid junk. I'm not feeling that bad but the heat is getting to me and I'm having a hard time sleeping again. I woke up last night at 1am and tthen couldn't fall back asleep until 3:30. I've read all my books so I'm bored out of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id39"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id40"&gt;We've got the air on (in September - crazy) so maybe now I can take a nap. I need to clean up the house too but I'm not feeling that at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id41"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id42"&gt;ALl in all it's much much better than last time so I shouldn't complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-2520219525577477741?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/2520219525577477741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=2520219525577477741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/2520219525577477741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/2520219525577477741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-heck-is-going-on-with-heat.html' title='What the heck is going on with the heat...'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-1155263139259503745</id><published>2008-09-12T20:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:13:43.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Third times a charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id257"&gt;Well so far this round is going a bit better than last time. Sandy and I hit the mountain and everything. I have no  money to buy anything but still....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id259"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id258"&gt;No real nausea either. Usually it doesn't get bad until I'm done with the exceptionally expensive Emend medication so that will probably hit on Monday. The only other thiing to note is that I am very warm. It's not too hot out and it's raining but I have my fan on. Well off to lay down for a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id260"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;SO far so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-1155263139259503745?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/1155263139259503745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=1155263139259503745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1155263139259503745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1155263139259503745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/third-times-charm.html' title='Third times a charm'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-9115722777810037253</id><published>2008-09-10T08:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:09:30.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Steady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id76"&gt;Now I can really say I'm halfway thru this chemo junk. My third treatment will be Friday and I admit I'm nervous. I've been really tired this last time but that could have something to do with me pushing myself to get stuff done. Now I am just in stay healthy/stay sane mode. I'm out of work right now. I was limited in what I could do with all those sick people around and bored out of my skull. Also I think if you start seriously considering buying an air bed for work you need to just step back and rethink things. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id77"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id78"&gt;I am nervous about Friday. I have to remember to bring some popsicles with me. They have you eat something ice cold to try and help with the metallic mouth thing and last time I was having a hard time eating the ice chips. In fact the thought of ice in my drink makes me feel nauseous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id79"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id80"&gt;I did have a dream the other night that there were a couple of cancer cells floating around in my body. It was one of those weird dreams where things don't make absolute sense but my viewpoint was from inside my body and these cells were just like floating along.  Kind of like they were on one of those river raft rides. I was thinking in my head "those bastards!" and that's about all I remember. So I guess it's a good reminder why I'm going thru chemo. Time to get those bastards once and for all.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-9115722777810037253?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/9115722777810037253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=9115722777810037253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9115722777810037253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/9115722777810037253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/holding-steady.html' title='Holding Steady'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-3800638390321907009</id><published>2008-09-01T11:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:51:40.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day</title><content type='html'>Or is it Merry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id52"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id49"&gt;I don't know but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; having a better day than last time. Nothing like cleaning out the bathroom to cheer someone up. Just imagine if you took all the things related to hair out of your bathroom. Funny huh? I did just that yesterday and I ended up with a box full of hairbands and curlers and hot irons etc. I bagged up the shampoo and style products. It was eye opening for sure. I "normally" have curly hair and just would let it dry by itself. So why do I have have 4 curling irons, a set of hot rollers, straightening iron, 5 brushes, 7 combs (if you have curly hair you really don't brush it that often.) and untold amounts of ponytail holders and barrettes. I'm still wondering why I put them all in a box in the garage. I know me enough to know once I get hair again I am going to want to buy new things. Especially since people say your hair can end up different than when you started chemo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id50"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id51"&gt;I really do think that once this cancer treatment stuff is done - it's going to be more than my body that's been scrubbed clean. My brain is having a hard time holding on to  these odd perceptions I've had of myself.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-3800638390321907009?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/3800638390321907009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=3800638390321907009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3800638390321907009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3800638390321907009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-943286014891983045</id><published>2008-08-30T22:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:06:42.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging in there.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id9"&gt;I wish I had a picture of a cat hanging on by her little claws &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; that's what I feel like. You guys can all just imagine it and think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awwwww&lt;/span&gt; in your head. Not that a little bald headed cat would cute. Creepy maybe but not so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id10"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id11"&gt;Physically I'm feeling better but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt; having another mental shift. I'm pressuring myself that I have to work, I have to get Anthony ready for college, I have to clean the dang house...... you know all those daily things that don't go away just because you are busy dealing with something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id12"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id13"&gt;I think this week has been a week of adjusting to how people view cancer patients. I think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of times it has nothing to do with the actual patient as it is with that particular person's feelings about cancer patients - if you know what I mean.  I have been fortunate enough to meet many many people who are as supportive as can be. I really really appreciate that. Truly, Truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id15"&gt;It's the people who have a problem that sort of throw me for a loop. I at times will put on my cloak of invisibility when I go out so I don't feel self-conscious. You know that mental armor that keeps you walking among the public when you really want to hide out because of that huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pimple&lt;/span&gt; on your chin etc. I don't know if my armor is somewhat settled or I'm just too old to give a damn but I actually kind of forget I don't look like my usual self. I was afraid people would look at me and automatically think "cancer" but I think the henna tattoo throws some of them off.  But it's the people that act with some hostility towards cancer or act like "don't try to pull a fast one - so what you're going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; chemo - no free card here" that gives me a mental stumble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id16"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id17"&gt;If it was something clearly about me that was causing anger I can appreciate that. Not every one will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gloriousness&lt;/span&gt; - it's when the anger obviously has nothing to do with with me per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; that I don't necessarily know how to deal with it. I come from a family that does not let you whine about anything. Brush it off you're fine rang freely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; my childhood. That makes me extra sensitive to people accusing me of using cancer/chemo as an excuse for ...... whatever. I don't think I am. At least I'm trying very hard not to.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aaaahhhhh&lt;/span&gt; - too much for chemo brain. I'll just keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;putzing&lt;/span&gt; along.  People need to deal with things their own way. I can only deal with my self my own way - if you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id19"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt; I think one of the claws slipped.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-943286014891983045?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/943286014891983045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=943286014891983045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/943286014891983045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/943286014891983045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/hanging-in-there.html' title='Hanging in there.....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-8210233204068509942</id><published>2008-08-28T05:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:11:25.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just not that into....</title><content type='html'>MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id32"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id33"&gt;There really is nothing worse than a few days of total self absorption when you are feeling physically miserable. Add a dash of insomnia and the pits of hell seem tame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id34"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id35"&gt;Okay, maybe I haven't had it that bad but at times I felt like wailing and gnashing my teeth. This round of chemo is a bit more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ummmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pronounced&lt;/span&gt; than last time. A bit more nausea, a bit more achy body, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more metallic taste in my mouth. YUCK! Oops and the PMS type mood swings. Good Lord I was crying over a comic. (My father, who is an old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;softie&lt;/span&gt;, did say the comic had a "good story line" and did make him a bit misty.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id36"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id37"&gt;I may have over extended myself by going to the Cancer Survivors Game last Saturday. It was so hot and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people breathing in and out. I did end up with a slight fever but all seems well now. It is almost like a switch off and on. Yesterday in the morning I was draping myself over every piece of furniture but by the end of the day I had actually finished a few things I had attempted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id38"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id39"&gt;Today I'm going for a follow-up with my surgeon and then make an attempt at going to work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;. If only I didn't have to sit upright at work I'd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; do much better. It's the upright that gets me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id40"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id41"&gt;Oh and the concentration thing. I was all set to show off some goodies I got from Susan but when I put the disc I thought I had saved the pictures to I found only one picture. And that one was of my niece before her prom with my dad. That was a bit ago......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id42"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id43"&gt;Maybe later I will make another attempt at getting the pictures off my dad's computer. I'm not promising anything. I have to make it to work and back first.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-8210233204068509942?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/8210233204068509942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=8210233204068509942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8210233204068509942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8210233204068509942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-just-not-that-into.html' title='I&apos;m just not that into....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-624533582207978768</id><published>2008-08-20T21:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:37:41.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Henna head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2782850778/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3097/2782850778_45c78459b1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redworcd/2782850778/"&gt;Henna head&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/redworcd/"&gt;redworcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yay for me! I now have a very pretty head. This is a picture of the paste on. I have to scrape it off tomorrow. I guess then it will be orange and then turn red. (My favorite color!) It should be prime for my next round of chemo on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I did this. I think it's that taking charge kind of thing. Now if people want to stare at my bald head - I've given them sometihng to stare at! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update pictures as we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for henna then I can highly recommend Robin at Henna Rising. I think she did a great job.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-624533582207978768?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/624533582207978768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=624533582207978768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/624533582207978768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/624533582207978768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/henna-head.html' title='Henna head'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3097/2782850778_45c78459b1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-5630018488472249073</id><published>2008-08-18T21:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:03:30.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That was awfully quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id35"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id34"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SKoorhylMdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ogrqxmoeKTs/s1600-h/2771055283_24ce8571b9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236042245041631698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SKoorhylMdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ogrqxmoeKTs/s320/2771055283_24ce8571b9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id33"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SKooftge23I/AAAAAAAAAFU/b0qlAGVD57w/s1600-h/2771880172_1feed3f2d4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id30"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From this..... (please note pink hair thanks to Tanya) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SKoo5XjXAKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hJbBfcNEijQ/s1600-h/2776847180_f6d6191226_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236042482811601058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SKoo5XjXAKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hJbBfcNEijQ/s320/2776847180_f6d6191226_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to this. Yikes. I'm still getting used to it. I figured that made the blurry picture all that much better. Kind of like how I feel about losing my hair. I am  suprised at how round my head is and&lt;br /&gt;that my ears don't stick out as much as I thought they would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-5630018488472249073?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/5630018488472249073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=5630018488472249073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5630018488472249073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/5630018488472249073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/that-was-awfully-quick.html' title='That was awfully quick'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRKusLqWOKw/SKoorhylMdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ogrqxmoeKTs/s72-c/2771055283_24ce8571b9_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-1156245908363004526</id><published>2008-08-17T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T06:53:16.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2771880172_6cdd93d6d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2771880172_6cdd93d6d6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gone tomorrow.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It started Saturday. Doreen asked me if I noticed it yet and I yanked on it and out came a handful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank God - now I don't have to worry about the other girls beating me up at the "Look Good, Feel Beautiful" class today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-1156245908363004526?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/1156245908363004526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=1156245908363004526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1156245908363004526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1156245908363004526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/hair-today.html' title='Hair Today'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2771880172_6cdd93d6d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-3471795757889245691</id><published>2008-08-12T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:22:27.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id44"&gt;I still have hair - it does not seem to be falling out. It is getting on my last nerve! I am however getting mouth sores which is what I really didn't want to have happen. I am gargling away with salt water and it's getting better. Yikes all's I need is to not be able to talk and have a full head of hair! I'm having Sandy cut my hair on Thursday. Might as well see how it would look really short. Tanya wants to put some more pink dye in. I don't know. She kinda gets a gleam in her eye when she mentions it. I'm scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id45"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id46"&gt;I also heard thru the grapevine from Lisa that Susan is plotting some hats. Now I'm really scared! Especially if Lisa and her Mom get involved. Remind me to tell you sometime about Lisa and my Dashboard Jesus..... you'd be scared too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id47"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id48"&gt;Let's hope my hair falls out soon. :) I even found someone to put a henna tattoo on. You can check her out here..... &lt;a href="http://hennarising.com/"&gt;HennaRising&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id49"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id50"&gt;Maybe if I start thinking really hard - all the big thoughts will just smoosh out my hair. (said Donna the natural blonde.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-3471795757889245691?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/3471795757889245691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=3471795757889245691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3471795757889245691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3471795757889245691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/latest.html' title='The Latest'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-202061160346658038</id><published>2008-08-06T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:27:21.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things don't always go as you planned....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id305"&gt;I had signed up for the &lt;a href="http://www.lookgoodfeelbetter.org/"&gt;Look Good.....Feel Better program&lt;/a&gt; for Monday but instead spent the morning getting my tire fixed and my car inspected. The two back tires aren't that old but for some reason they just could not keep air in them. Anthony's friend Mark noticed someone (I think it was me - cancergirl) drove on the tire while it was flat. Anthony filled it back up but it still popped on him just the same. Thank God for &lt;a href="http://www.goodyeartires.com/autoService/"&gt;Goodyear&lt;/a&gt; - they were nice enough to squeeze me in. The guy Steve also was saavy enough to mention my other tire was going to need to be replaced and he noticed my inspection was due at the end of this month. Normally I'd feel like a scam was going to try and part me with my money but this time I felt grateful that he thought of things that I obviously wasn't. After the work was done and I got my bill - I told him I just started chemo and that I really did appreciate him bringing up the other extras as I didn't need to worry about them right now. Which I most likely would have had to if I hadn't taken care of them right then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id306"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id307"&gt;I'm a very lucky girl right now. I have a great support team in place. Better than I could ever have imagined. All the doctors and medical staff that I have dealt with for the most part have been exceptionally nice and helpful. (Don't bring up the misplaced appt with Sandy...) My family and friends have been extra supportive especially Sandy with her endless patience so far with all my visits. I admit to being a bit superstitious about wanting her there when I go for new appointments. People tell me I'm brave and courageous when many times I've felt like crying and stomping my foot "NO!" The girls I work with are always concerned and I can feel them behind me saying Go Donna Go. (Or more recently "Are you sure you're supposed to be doing that?")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id308"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id309"&gt;Mainly though I feel like I need to go through this cancer treatment like my mom would have if they had actually found her cancer in time to treat it. I know my mother was brave while they did their tests. I know now how it feels to step up and let someone do something that you know will hurt you but it's something you've got to do. At least I know why they are doing what they do  and it's not just random tests and biopsys like they're rummaging around in a drawer to see what they can find. There's a point to my treatment and I know what it is. My mother didn't have that. What my mother did have and what I hope to keep is her sense of humor. It's definately something I'm proud of when people say I remind them of her. (The cankles are a whole nother story.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-202061160346658038?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/202061160346658038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=202061160346658038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/202061160346658038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/202061160346658038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-dont-always-go-as-you-planned.html' title='Things don&apos;t always go as you planned....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-6037259393178259153</id><published>2008-08-02T05:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T06:30:03.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Mountains - Gander Mountain that is.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id33" align="left"&gt;For the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uninitiated&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.gandermountain.com/"&gt;Gander Mountain&lt;/a&gt; is a store!!!  Hello Doreen - it is NOT an actual mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id34" align="left"&gt;I'm sorry but sometimes the poor girl just doesn't know. If the zip code isn't 14626 or have a slot machine in it she just doesn't know..... We love her anyway. Especially since she and Saint Vinnie went to Sears and got me some really cool Breast Cancer gear. I used my new bag to tote my "stuff" to chemo. The nurses were amazed and loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id35" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id36" align="left"&gt;But Sandy and I did take our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;requisite&lt;/span&gt; trip to Gander Mountain after I have some type of major event.  You know like right after breast surgery and now right after my first chemo round. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Actually they said the chemo wouldn't hit right away and other than feeling a bit tired and having to wander &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the gun section to find a rest room to pee I was fine. Fine enough to get new shoes. ;) wink wink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I had to - I absolutely had to. I've been eyeballing them forever! My dad thinks they are uglier than sin but they have holes in the side and they have a closed toe (a must for work.) Ready--- I found a link to them from Amazon. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Keen-Mens-Newport-H2-medium/dp/B000FZ03HU/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=apparel&amp;amp;qid=1217670356&amp;amp;sr=1-10"&gt;Keen Newport H2&lt;/a&gt;   *PS I just read in my chemo book that I should flush the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; twice for the first 48 hours. Oops. Sorry Gander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id40" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id37" align="left"&gt;Speaking of chemo. I was worried. They could tell I was worried and popped me an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ativan&lt;/span&gt; shortly after taking me back. I tried to get one for Sandy but I guess they felt she should bring her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id39" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id38" align="left"&gt;My big fear as I mentioned yesterday was some kind of pain or bodily function that I couldn't control. I think control sums up my approach to things. I try to control as much as I can but then eventually give up and just let things happen. As you can imagine this was much easier once they gave me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ativan&lt;/span&gt;. :) I still have the feeling that I'm waiting for the hammer to drop. They say that the 3rd day it may hit you. That would be tomorrow. Yikes. I'm trying to do my laundry today so I can be ready for work next week. Yes, I plan on working. I have to see what they can come up with for me. I work check-in at a doctor's office which would make it difficult to stay away from sick people. I'm wondering if I'm going to be banned to the basement. :) I'll feel like Cinderella. In the ashes........  No, Sandy, No I will not work in the creepy area......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id41" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id42" align="left"&gt;Speaking of fairy tales, I had to pull the cancer card at work the other day. Somehow right in the middle of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tragedies&lt;/span&gt; - other people kept coming up with their own problems. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hmmph&lt;/span&gt;. I had to bring them all back to reality (Donna reality) and whip them into shape. I took Lina's tiara and she gave me her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;scepter&lt;/span&gt; and I basically told them all to quit their whining and I cured them with a wave of my healing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;scepter&lt;/span&gt;. Now they can properly concentrate on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tragedy&lt;/span&gt;. Jeez the things poor Cancer Girl has to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;. (Did you see the comment from Susan about Cancer Girl and Chemo Dog - LOVE IT! - Works out great because then I can have some kind of radiation cat and none of the animals in the house will get jealous.  You know how they are  - needy little things want food and to be let outside all the time. Can't they see I have cancer.......  Um, well if you knew my dog and cats you would know that - no - they really could care less as long as I can bend a wrist and fill their food dish. If I left the back door open even better - they'll let them selves out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id43" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id44" align="left"&gt;Maybe later if I'm still not hanging over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; bowl I'll write a little about the very nice people at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Pluta&lt;/span&gt; and how I am planing on enjoying every little thing they have to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-6037259393178259153?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/6037259393178259153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=6037259393178259153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6037259393178259153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/6037259393178259153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/over-mountains-gander-mountain-that-is.html' title='Over the Mountains - Gander Mountain that is.....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-1335397100815645519</id><published>2008-08-01T09:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:00:33.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm off to see the wizard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id14"&gt;Okay - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; waiting for my sister to show up to whisk me off to chemo. First time. NERVOUS!!!! You bet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id15"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id16"&gt;I bought new sneakers yesterday. At first I wasn't going to wear them since I've been told you will start to associate even your clothing with chemo and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ickness&lt;/span&gt; but what the hey. They are happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; of sneakers (my favorite rocket dogs) with a little rainbow stripe. They also were on sale for $15 so if I only wear them for the next 3 months it's fine with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id17"&gt;I have pictures from the big chemo hair adventure but for some reason they are not transferring from my phone to my flicker. I will try and work on that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id18"&gt;Ugh feeling nauseous all ready. Think it's nerves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id19"&gt;Wait till I tell you what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt; did for me yesterday. Pink things everywhere. Angels and goodies. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Piink&lt;/span&gt; cupcakes. Thank God I like pink. :) Oh, we also went out to Distillery in Greece and I ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cajun&lt;/span&gt; chicken wings. Hello Goodness. It could only be better if you wrapped it in bacon and dipped it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; milk. (ha no that would be gross - stop it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id20"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id21"&gt;Okay gotta go. Sandy is planning on a shopping trip to Gander Mountain after chemo. I heard I have a bit of time before the nausea sets in so I better limber up so we can shop, shop shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id23"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id24"&gt;The time is now 8:40 PM. Approximately 12 hrs since I last posted. The chemo went much better than I expected. :) Of course I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;expecting&lt;/span&gt; all kinds of crazy things (imagine that) like the chemo blowing a hole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; my heart or feeling a burn as it ripped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; my body or the ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; uncontrollable body function at the one moment the whole room is quiet. Knock on wood - none of those horror story things happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id25"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id26"&gt;I was told that one of the drugs I get is  red and that it's called the red devil and I will end up hating the color. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Uhhh&lt;/span&gt; problem..... Red is my favorite color. It has always been my favorite color. Most of my things are red. Time to mentally make me remember why I love red. If you come across some red that will help please drop a comment to let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id27"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id28"&gt;They said I was given a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; for some reason that I can't remember and that it would make me wired up a bit. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; I do have laundry to do so I'm hoping it hits at just the right time. I think it was going to peak tomorrow and then I would be slammed with tiredness on Sunday. Can't wait. (HA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id29"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id30"&gt;Here is a list of things I want to do or need - any help appreciated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id31"&gt;Ideas for some interesting hats for when the hair "most likely" will fall out in 2 weeks. All the ones in the book they gave me look like cancer hats. I'm thinking something a bit more stylish (you know me and style!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id34"&gt;Henna Tattoo - I've gotten approval from Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Yirinic&lt;/span&gt; to have a Henna tattoo put on my head. I don't know if anyone does this so if you know of anyone or anyone I can ask please let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id32"&gt;I want to make a cancer and chemo doll. I've been into super heroes for a while so I'm basing it on them but ..... I'm stumped. I know what I want to do but I sit down and stare. I need some kind of inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id33"&gt;I need to start walking. I need to actually get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hiney&lt;/span&gt; out on the road and moving it. The problem is I really don't want to. I want to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bons&lt;/span&gt; and lay on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think chemo brain is hitting all ready. I'm having to stop and think and as you all know that is something I really really hate to do..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-1335397100815645519?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/1335397100815645519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=1335397100815645519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1335397100815645519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/1335397100815645519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-off-to-see-wizard.html' title='I&apos;m off to see the wizard...'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-7626970698315481112</id><published>2008-07-25T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:43:43.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it but ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id40"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3038/2702462490_26296124fa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3038/2702462490_26296124fa_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Petunia the pretty purple powerport is a pain! (I just had to name it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id33"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id32"&gt;I'm going to go find some drugs and lay down now. My dad and Anthony took me to Red Robin (yum) and I'm full to the brim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id38"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id37"&gt;I did need the support of my bunny. Thanks again to Charlene. I'll fill you all in later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id36"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id35"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-7626970698315481112?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/7626970698315481112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=7626970698315481112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7626970698315481112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7626970698315481112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-made-it-but.html' title='I made it but ....'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3038/2702462490_26296124fa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-7524648009699061447</id><published>2008-07-24T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:58:30.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrr... I blame Bob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id38"&gt;We all know that if Bob hadn't acted up, I wouldn't be in my current situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id36"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id48"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id45"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id37"&gt;No, I'm not talking about surgery, chemo and radiation - I'm talking about not being able to eat after 8pm and not being able to drink after midnight. Once again I am forced into self-discipline. I HATE THAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id39"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id49"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id46"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id40"&gt;It doesn't matter that I'm not really hungry. It's the point. Sigh. I'm going to go get a drink and lay down. Maybe I'll fall asleep and wake up just in time to get ready to go to the hospital for the &lt;a href="http://www.bardaccess.com/port-powerport.php"&gt;PowerPort&lt;/a&gt; installation. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id41"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id47"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id42"&gt;On the hand, I am gearing up for my new chemo hair. I am going to have Lina's father cut my hair just like &lt;a href="http://www.instyle.com/instyle/package/general/photos/0,,20051412_20045529_20066848,00.html"&gt;Halle Berry &lt;/a&gt;and then dye it strawberry blonde. Or vice versa - I can never remember which goes first. Then later but before August 1 (first chemo date) I will be putting pink stripes/chunks/things in. I was going to try and do it this week but Bob was fussing too much and I couldn't even think straight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id43"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id44"&gt;I did find out that my echo was good. I do have a heart and it is working properly. This was based on the authority of my crack medical team Jessica and Casey. :) Jessica also told me that I have another 100 years. WooHoo. I now can sleep easier now. Well not as good as if I could have a snack or something right before bed but almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-7524648009699061447?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/7524648009699061447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=7524648009699061447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7524648009699061447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/7524648009699061447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/07/grrrr-i-blame-bob.html' title='Grrrr... I blame Bob'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-3035477575619856824</id><published>2008-07-23T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:35:47.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='echo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compression bra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PowerPort'/><title type='text'>Bob gets a new home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id28"&gt;Whew - Bob is definitely high maintenance. I had to go get a new compression bra because Bob is a bit bloated (aka edema.) It is more comfortable than even the sports bras I've been trying to wear but... there's just soooo much to it. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.thelmasboutique.com/Bellisse.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And the cost OY! $270 for that bad boy. Hopefully insurance kicks in some cash because that's an awful lot of money for something that won't even get me a date (and if it did that person would scare me and I should run far far away.) I plan on getting some matching granny pants just to keep the ensemble fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id27"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id41"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id31"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id32"&gt;I also went for my echo today. I think it went well. :) I was nervous even though I knew it wouldn't hurt. All they do is throw some gel stuff on your chest and then rub that thing all over - stopping every once in a while just to get your heart racing. I was sure he was going to find something wrong. Like so wrong - they'd have to yell code blue and then throw me on some stretcher and race me thru the hosp. Me, holding on tight to the scratchy towel that was all that was keeping Bob from the whole world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id28"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id42"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id35"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id36"&gt;Thankfully that didn't happen. Unfortunately for the tech, my sister wasn't with me so I babbled like I've never babbled before. Seriously - I was telling this guy EVERYTHING! I don't know what came over me. Don't be surprised if you're walking down the street one day and some guy says hey aren't you so-and-so? Donna told me all about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how much I babbled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id39"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id40"&gt;Next adventure &lt;a href="http://www.bardaccess.com/port-powerport.php"&gt;PowerPort&lt;/a&gt; implated port this Friday. It's a pretty purple. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id32"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id33"&gt;PS Ben - I'm sorry I haven't talked to you in soooo long. I wanted you to know why and meant to send a seperate note to you but got too caught up in trying to blog. lol I was so happy to finally have it not be all contorted. Now I have to figure out why I can't keep spacing between paragraphs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id34"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id35"&gt;Jessica - my PA :) I'm only doing so well because you've taken such good care of me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id36"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id37"&gt;Susan - I'm so sad I missed Monday. I can't wait to hear more about plastic fusing. I've got images in my mind  - may even keep me up nights. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id38"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id39"&gt;Take care guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-3035477575619856824?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/3035477575619856824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=3035477575619856824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3035477575619856824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/3035477575619856824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/07/bob-gets-new-home.html' title='Bob gets a new home'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791753102093386940.post-8143364972659888204</id><published>2008-07-21T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:04:16.915-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>Let's try this again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id5"&gt;Okay so much for trying out a new blogging thingy. I really liked the template for &lt;a href="http://donna507.vox.com/library/posts/page/1/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vox&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;but everyone was having a hard time with it so I gave up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id43"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id44"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id32"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6"&gt;Back to Blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id45"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id46"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8"&gt;This time around it's been much more complicated but I'm "rolling with it." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id62"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id63"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id10"&gt;I'm sure I'll be my typical rambling self but wanted to sort of set the tone before I start going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the really "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cancery&lt;/span&gt;" stuff. I've been feeling kind of like a fraud since the surgery (partial mastectomy with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sential&lt;/span&gt; node biopsy) didn't really feel any different than any other kind of treatment I guess. I think it's the whole chemo and radiation that really sets cancer treatment apart. I'm getting the jitters thinking about what the next few months will be like. Logically I know - gotta do what you gotta do - but sometimes I feel like running. Ha - where I don't know and with all the weight I gained after stopping smoking I'd probably pass out after 10 feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id47"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id48"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id11"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id12"&gt;But I'd bet my feet would still be moving. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id49"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id50"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id13"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14"&gt;The next step in the adventure is an echo on Wednesday the 23rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id51"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id52"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id19"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id18"&gt;Deep down I am sure they are going to find something crazy. I seem to attract the odd and unusual. Now I don't normally mind that. I at times embrace it. It's just starting to get awfully old when it comes to my health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id53"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id54"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id17"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id16"&gt;I quit smoking December 2007 -I finally schedule my first "baseline" mammogram because work was having healthy living month... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id55"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id56"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id28"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id29"&gt;I get diagnosed with cancer in May 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id57"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id23"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id24"&gt;Everyone keeps yelling at me to stop drinking Coke - go on a low salt diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id58"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id59"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id25"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id26"&gt;Forget it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id60"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id61"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id30"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id31"&gt;I don't want to have name my right breast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id64"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;PS If you want to catch up on the beginning click on Vox above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id21"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id22"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791753102093386940-8143364972659888204?l=leftbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/feeds/8143364972659888204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791753102093386940&amp;postID=8143364972659888204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8143364972659888204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791753102093386940/posts/default/8143364972659888204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leftbob.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-try-this-again.html' title='Let&apos;s try this again...'/><author><name>motorgirl donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00807900652552194527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/285/10101/640/Lupe%20altered.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
